EVERYTHING WE LOOK FOR IN A PERFECT DAY

She loves to keep things
interesting. She does love to surprise me every time I look at her
longer than just to smile and wink and it excites and frightens me
alike. It’s kind of wonderful she’s entirely different person the minute
my eye moves along traits that are no longer in play, yes I’m insanely
into everything transforming so seriously. It struck me enormously how
it was possible to grow so quickly under my watchful eye! That
flexibility of nature, the perfect finishing touches to be found
settling in under the waterproof parka, fleece linings, scarves of many
colours, crowns and princess gowns. Even hair is growing in a way that
keeps things in an inevitable perspective, still out of proportion to her
changing body, getting past her ribs and beyond. I feel a lot of pressure to get
to know her more, love her deeper, give more attention, get creative
with every day we make memories. Because it’s transitory. I’m among those
mums that await more, seek clues, spot a difference from a mile away, be
that from a photo or a new grimace, particular move, new shade of golden in
her hair. Each month my eyes are trained to the full and I feel grateful
for this child becoming a big girl but yes, I will never recover from
losing the squishy body and toothless gums.

You can rely
on me Mother Nature, I’m witnessing a beautiful process of someone
growing up - outgrowing fabrics, skilfully creating multiple verb
sentences, forming friendships and still holding
my hand on walks all over town. She prefers to do it more than when she
was younger, more adventurous I suppose? Always a block ahead of me,
turning back and laughing she made it quicker than I. I guess five year
olds don’t run away, they just hold you tight and steer your steps –
shall we go this way? take that front seat on the bus? sit right here so
we can see everything? I notice however her paths shifting gradually, letting
go of my hand and just be, pushing boundaries and wandering off. Mostly
at bus stops when the waiting times vary rudely from what the timetable
promises. We still go out a few times a month, hand in hand, one rain
boot in the puddle but those days of careless escapades are so behind
us. A school girl is a new role, new exciting adventure, a thing that
takes up all the time and energy. I vaguely recall an outing in the past
weeks, it was dreary, we had colds, chicken pox symptoms, we skipped
most of the fun stuff. And then the weather surprised with a warm kiss
on exposed foreheads and there was no stopping us from adventure we
were so accustomed to. Sometimes going weeks without exploring the area
brings more energy to be out and about than any other idea. We were
realistic, only having enough time to play before the sun setting rapidly thanks to
Daylight Saving Time. It was warm but we wore hats, ate chips while waving legs on a wooden bench. It felt like a tailor-made for us afternoon we'll try to relive anytime.

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I'm Eli, an optimist in training collecting an awful lot of ballet pumps and spending too much time admiring the sea. You'll find me writing about the joys of parenting, fashion, simple pleasures that all together create a beautiful life. xx